Yan Cigui.

An Yibo and Xu Jian returned to the palace to return to their orders.

While criticizing the scriptures, the Holy One asked, "Is Zhu Chang still calling for injustice?"

Uncle An Yi has already told the truth: "I didn't cry out for injustice. I heard that he met his granddaughter when he was escorted away. When he was arrested, he scolded her. Princess Ning'an pushed her back and passed away with anger."

The pen in Shengshang's hand stopped, and he raised his head, with a curious tone in his voice: "Did you faint because of Ning An?"

Just Ning An, that soft, cheerful little girl, can choke Zhu Chang?

Zhu Chang is so wrong!

Thinking about it again, it's really unreasonable.

Yesterday in the imperial study room he was still trying to show his loyalty, but today he was exposed by Ning An, so it's no wonder he can hold on.

Having said that, it was only when a girl like Ning An contradicted her that old man Zhu Chang knew how to write the word "shame".

The Holy Majesty also handed over the heavy responsibility of supervision and execution to Uncle An Yi.

According to his thinking, he wished he could kill Zhu Chang immediately when he was angry, but after calming down, he actually wanted to keep Zhu Chang for a while longer.

There are still many matters related to Li Mi that are not clear enough. Whether Wang Liunian and Zhu Chang have confessed the truth should be confirmed by each other.

However, he finally made up his mind.

It seems that he has been on the throne for more than ten years, and both inside and outside the court are smooth, but there are still many people who have different opinions.

Not just Wang Liunian and Zhu Chang.

Even if Li Mi is dead, they will pull Li Mi's son to raise the flag and plot evil.

Instead of waiting for them to let go and tell their accomplices who don't know if they are true or not, it is better to chop them up directly and kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

An Yibo stopped there, his momentum was different.

Without Wang Liunian who took the lead, those young people would have to weigh it.

Uncle An Yi took the order and stood up to leave.

Xu Jian also wanted to follow, but was stopped by the Holy Majesty.

"I have something else to tell you."

Xu Jian had no choice but to sit back.

Taking a sip of tea, the Holy One said, "Just now I was talking about this case with Shan Aiqing, and he praised you."

Xu Jian roughly understood the meaning of the Holy Majesty's words, but he didn't want the case to be settled, and he was in a state of going up and down, and when he turned a corner and wanted to force him to go to another yamen, most likely it was the third division.

He didn't want to go.

With a light cough, Xu Jian directly opened his mouth to dismantle the stage: "I am a first-class prince, and Mr. Shan is a third-rank mansion governor. As long as I don't demolish houses in Shuntian Mansion, play monkey games, and make officials unable to do things, he will When I come to you, I have to praise the minister. However, the minister has self-knowledge and will not take Master Shan's words seriously."

The Holy Majesty shook his head and put down the teacup: "Then tell me, what do you think after the case is over? I don't listen to such things as being idle all day long."

Xu Jian didn't answer immediately.

He seemed to have thought about it for a long time before he spoke again: "I really didn't think it through. Shuntian Mansion still has some finishing touches to do. I'll ask for orders after that matter is over."

The Holy One nodded.

Listening to this, at least it is much better than the previous few times of blind refusal.

Xu Jian withdrew from the imperial study.

Eunuch Cao sent him off, and said in a low voice: "In the sixth year of the king, the miscellaneous family thinks that he hasn't fully confessed, and still has a lot hidden."

"My father-in-law can't even ask," Xu Jian said, "Master Shan and I can't help it."

Eunuch Cao waved his hands with a smile, and said modestly: "It's different, the palace can use some outrageous methods, how can Shuntian Mansion conduct such a trial..."

I'm afraid that in the future, Shan Shen will have to be disqualified by the imperial censor.

Xu Jian said: "That's right, Master Shan didn't dare to do the trick in the front battalion."

"If there are any clues in Shuntian Mansion, I would like to trouble Duke Fu to inform the miscellaneous families." Cao Gong said fairly.

Xu Jian complied naturally.

In Shuntian Mansion, Shan Shen looked at the document seriously.

The Zhu family was confiscated, Uncle An Yi brought people to take Zhu Cheng away, and Eunuch Cao sent people to take away Li Mi's son and Mrs. Wang. It seems that the case will be closed after each one is interrogated.

But Shan Shen knew that there were flaws in this case.

Seeing Xu Jian coming, Shan Shen pulled him and said in a low voice: "Where did the monk Dao Heng who disappeared from Guangde Temple go?
What role did he play in the temple for 12 years?
You can't just pull the strings for Wang Liunian, can you?Then who else did he pull?
Who poached the two boxes of gold bricks in Honest Lane? "

Xu Jian coughed lightly.

He knew that Mr. Shan is a temperament to break the casserole, and he certainly wouldn't dismiss the matter as soon as the case file was handed in, but these problems...

Either he couldn't answer either, or he couldn't.

It can't be said that the little princess made people dig up the gold bricks, and he stuffed the forbidden books, right?
The suspect is by his side, and he has been pointing fingers for so many days, Mr. Shan Shan didn't notice it...

Mr. Shan is afraid that he will not be able to get up in one breath.

"I just came back from the palace," Xu Jian said indifferently, "From Eunuch Cao's point of view, Wang Liunian also has a lot of things that he didn't explain clearly. I didn't ask the specifics, and Eunuch Cao wouldn't say anything."

Shan Shen was clever, and heaved a sigh when he heard this.

He knew what Xu Jian meant.

After further investigation, it was all the difficulty of the Xiaoqiang, and it was not a corner that Shuntian Mansion could pry at all.

Shan Shen appreciated it: "I know the seriousness, so let's just turn around these questions in my stomach, where can I investigate them with great fanfare, and I even point to the performance appraisal to look better."

Randomly pointing and reaching out, looking back, the "excellent" stamp was not stamped, and the "cut" sign was waved out.

Cai Shikou.

Uncle An Yi holds a long lottery.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is at its peak.

From copying to beheading, it took only four days.

The men from the Zhu family knelt in a row, each with a disheveled face.

The wound on Zhu Chang's forehead hadn't healed yet, so he took out the white cloth that was bandaged, revealing a terrible wound, with a sullen face and motionless.

Zhu Cheng knelt on the side in a daze, as if he was in a daze, and did not respond to the pointing and pointing of the surrounding people.

Zhu Chi was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were gloomy, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

"At this point," his voice was not loud, only Zhu Chang who was beside him could hear him, "do you still want to hide it?"

Zhu Chang didn't even give him a look.

"You say that Li Mi is not worthy, so who is worthy?" Zhu Chi squeezed out the words from between his teeth, "What happened to you and your fourth brother, let us all kneel here. Eldest son, am I not even worthy of death?"

Zhu Chang raised his wrinkled eyelids.

But it wasn't looking at Zhu Chi.

What he looked at was Zhu Zhan.

Zhu Zhan took a good seat, right in the front row, dressed in plain clothes, holding a tablet in his hand.

"You..." With just one word, Zhu Chang's throat was choked up badly, and he gasped for breath.

Under such circumstances, Zhu Cheng also found Zhu Zhan.

His hunched back immediately straightened up, Zhu Cheng opened his mouth to call his daughter, but when he saw the words on the tablet clearly, his eyes darkened again.

That is Yu Shi's memorial tablet.

There is no Zhu character on it.

When the time came, Uncle An Yi waved his long sign, and the executioners raised their knives and dropped them.

Zhu Chan subconsciously closed her eyes, and forced herself to open them again. Seeing the blood red, she hugged the tablet in her hand tightly.

"Mother," she murmured, "they're all dead."

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